Digital Footprint

In ten years time Mrs Raj will find my positive digital footprint.

She would be proud of me!!

Swimming Recount

Yay Guess what? we had instructors from Auckland sport firstly Room 10 children had to get in the pool two by two as they tested us on our swimming skills.  

Then we got into our groups there were groups one two and three the pool was as cold as 30 fridges.  the Instructors names were Josh,Jenny and  Tilini ,we were learning about floating, freestyles and other things that we had to learn how to swim without breathing and with our head up.

Later on as is was going to the end we finish off our swimming we gave n our instructor high fives then we jumped out I felt like sleeping.  when I got out my legs were numb.

My Bio Poem

Christian

Tall, Handsome,Smart
Lover of sports,maths and spelling
Who wonders when the world is going to end
Who fears spiders,chicken,
Who feels happy sad and a little bit angry
Who would like to see london
   Who is able to get a good future
Who dreams to become a All black player

My bio poem

Douglas


Kind,caring,friendly and loving
Lover of sport  maths and writing
Who feels sad when people put me down
who wonders how the old days were like
who fears dog,cats and ugly rats
who would like to see my mum again
who is able to get a good  Education
who dreams of becoming  a famous rugby player

About Me

                                                                           



Hello my name is Douglas and I am a year 7 student at Glenbrae School. My favourite subject at school is Maths because we build up our knowledge. The best thing about having my own Netbook is that it is much better than writing with pencil and paper.

My Netbook Reflection 2012

HERE is my hyperlink My Reflection

My Limerick about Dover

                                                                         

                           

L.I: To write a limerick  

There once was a boy from Dover                

who often tripped and fell over

he once hit his head

on the edge of his bed

that poor boy from Dover